Fairy’s Box

Deep underground, closed space.

The perennial flames in the altar finally annihilated, the dull earth sank into darkness, and the high stone dam surrounded the building complex like a huge cliff. The huge fluctuation of power is like a flood that bursts a levee, hitting the space one after another.

A distorted void was suddenly torn out of the sky, and a burning blue meteorite instantly penetrated down.

The meteorite went straight through the extinguished torch of the altar, smashed into the inner space, smashed several deep craters on the ground, bounced a few times, and finally rolled to the front of several closed tentacles.

"..."

A giant black claw like poured metal stretched out to the ground, five fingers like iron hooks closed together, picked up the "meteorite" that was still spraying with embers, and handed it to his eyes.

"It's a pity that it was injured like this, and there is no possibility of repair."

The throbbing light on the surface of the monster flickered, dispelling the darkness that shrouded the giant claw master, and Calf's cold and stiff face showed its outline in the dim light.

A three-foot right angle with a sharp spiral pattern, growing on his scaly face, matched with those blood-colored pupilless eyes, was indescribably grim and cold, as if implying the complete fall of human nature.

His upper body barely maintained the outline of a human shape, his skin became dark, a huge vertical pupil was tightly closed on his chest, strong barbs grew on his elbows and shoulders, and his elbows turned into giant demonic claws. The lower body has completely turned into the body tissue of the evil god, and only eight octopus-like brown tentacles are left, standing together like a jellyfish, supporting Calf's heavy and sturdy upper body.

"Is our child back?"

The servant of the demon **** flew to him like a bat, glanced at the meteorite in the opponent's hand that shone with faint blue light, and said in a flattering tone that even made him feel sick:

"Master Calf, the great demon god, it has been smashed to the core, and it will not live long."

"It's just what was expected."

Calf's blood-colored eyes were slightly rounded, and the symbol of the three-eyed skull on the surface of the "Meteorite" glowed, emerged from his body and turned into a blue light, which was printed straight on his forehead.

"It's still these two people... It seems that the Rosevians are already too busy to take care of themselves."

He narrowed his eyes and let out a rough laughter like gold and iron rubbing against it. He threw away the gradually fading meteorite, turned and walked towards the closed isolation door behind him.

"The great Lord Calf, are you ready to attack in advance?" The servant of the devil quickly followed.

"Why not, I have completely digested the power of the Black Goat Goddess, and now I am equivalent to a god, and I don't have to wait for the blessing of the day of recovery. Even an intact deified knight can't resist, not to mention that he is only a madman."

Calf strode forward, the eight tentacles spread out like spider legs, alternately touching the ground, leaving a sticky trace on the ground.

"It's a wise and wise choice. If we attack now, we will definitely catch them by surprise!" The servant of the devil smirked, his body shaking with the flapping of his fins.

"My baby will hatch soon..."

Calf waved his hand to open the isolation door, cracked his mouth with a sneer, revealing shark-like overlapping fangs: "With the chess pieces I laid out on the ground, it would be easy to overturn this puppet kingdom."

"But... the group of people across the sea will definitely interfere. Their strength is very strong, even if you take action against Lord Calf, I'm afraid it will be difficult to match..." The servant of the devil followed him step by step, with a pair as the main share of worries. , analyzed in a faithful tone.

"You don't have to be afraid. As long as I stand firm on the ground, all living beings in this kingdom will become nutrients for the descendants of the black goat."

Calf's figure gradually disappeared into the isolation door and merged with the darkness. The icy voice fluctuated in the tunnel and slowly disappeared:

"Devouring them all is enough to raise an army of tens of millions in a short period of time. When the time comes for me to trigger the recovery, I will completely liberate the power of the mother of the black goat, echo with the gods outside the territory, and attack Antrazu at the same time. This way. Now, how do you stop these idiots who are still fighting infighting?"

"As expected of Mr. Calf, what a wise plan!" The servant of the demon **** was rarely obedient outside the isolation door, bowing his head and flattering.

If the Chaos Gods had destroyed Antrazu and turned this world into their paradise, wouldn't my hopes of rebuilding **** not be directly in vain? Lord Duriel, why are you helping this lunatic who doesn't even care about the mother world...

Under the white mask, the Demon God's servant's expression gradually became solemn, showing a nervous expression.

...

Edinburgh, Royal Palace.

The golden morning sun casts the dazzling shadow of the palace’s pointed arches on the ground, smearing a fading blue on the sky from east to west. After the stars gradually disappear into the curtain, the palace forms a unique silhouette under the shimmering light of the morning sun. .

"What? Shadow creatures!"

Yale stood in the corridor outside the council hall, looking at Beverley with a look of surprise.

"Yeah, it is completely a shadow, and it has consciousness and life, and can divide the object by destroying the shadow of the object - whether it is a person or something else." The red-haired boy narrated with a serious face.

"I've seen something like that."

The black-haired knight recalled the first time he and Bruno met, and said a little ecstatically: "But that thing is not strong, and it has no ability to cut shadows and damage the body, but it is very good at pretending to be a ghost, and we were also scared at the time. Enough."

"Probably the level is different."

Nicole pointed at Beverly carelessly, then pointed at Arley, and said with a teasing face: "Aren't you two both humans, and you're both knights, but you look completely different, right? It's almost like two creatures."

"..."

The red-haired boy's expression darkened and he was speechless.

"Okay, now is not the time to discuss magical creatures, we'll talk about shadow creatures later,"

Yale waved his hand, and after regaining a bit of dignity for Beverley, he said seriously: "The pair of tomb robbers were brought to justice yesterday. You must race against time to deal with them. There is probably not much time left for us."

"Understood, where are they?" The red-haired boy immediately raised his spirits.

"For safety's sake, I arranged them in the underground palace. Pompeo interrogated him overnight last night. If you need it, you can take him there again."

After the black-haired knight finished speaking, he walked up to Nicole and Clark and patted their shoulders: "Take care of Beverly and the others for me."

"Don't worry." The two nodded at the same time.

...

Palace, underground palace.

In the room where the father and son of the tomb robbers were temporarily staying, the door was guarded by two pairs of soldiers from the garrison. In the room, Pompey, Beverly, Nicole, and Clark were sitting opposite them, preparing for the second round of interrogation.

"We said everything and explained everything honestly." Old Hank glanced at the menacing four men, and quickly showed the good attitude that a criminal should show.

"exactly!"

Derek nodded vigorously. Although he didn't sleep well last night, he felt the safest night in this period of time.

"Then from now on, you admit that you stole the Trevis family's cemetery, and found an evil spirit in the tomb, and that evil spirit also took the life of your companion - Will."

Pompeo and Beverley exchanged glances and began to question them.

"That's it." The father and son of the tomb robber nodded at the same time,

"Then, you met Geoffrey, the snake head. When that guy took you to smuggle, he suddenly turned into a monster and wanted to kill you, right? By the way, this person died three days ago, he should have After being infected by parasites, it became the puppet of the owner of the tomb, and only then did they find you to kill them."

Pompey observed their expressions and continued:

"After you killed the monster together, Hank was parasitized by parasites, but he happened to be captured by the black-faced spider and saved his life by relying on the spider's venom. Then he encountered several chases and was lucky to escape. Out of the primeval forest to meet our border troops... Finally, the harpies are brought back to Edinburgh."

"Yeah, that's about it."

Old Hank had a look of fear on his face, and said uneasily: "We didn't expect to release such a terrifying monster. I'm really sorry. We have killed so many people, and we have no complaints even if it is a death sentence."

"You don't have to worry, that monster was not released by you."

The red-haired boy straightened his back, tried his best to look serious, and narrated clearly:

"The recovery plan of the Black Goat Goddess started very early, and it is impossible for that guy to become a human body of an evil **** in a short period of time. So, you just happened to release something that is very important to it. , I didn't directly release that monster, so I was hunted down. So there is no guilt, and if I investigate it seriously, I will have some credit."

"Really?" The father and son of the tomb robber showed hope.

"Yes, then... have you seen what's in the tomb?" Beverley took the opportunity to ask.

"No……"

Old Hank shook his head in frustration, pointed to his cheap son and said:

"At that time, the kid was afraid of not going in, and I just saw the coffin and felt that something was wrong. Before Will that lunatic opened the coffin lid, he slipped away with Derek."

"If you say that, the contents of the coffin seem to be very important." The red-haired boy and Pompey looked at each other and wrote this clue in the shorthand.

"Also, Hank, you said that you were parasitized by parasites just because of Jereph's blood?" Pompey turned his gaze to the old tomb robber and asked solemnly.

"Yes, those bugs are too powerful. They burrow into the skin in the blink of an eye, and they can move and avoid tools. They can't be pulled out." Unforgettable expression.

"this is too scary."

When Nicole heard this, she couldn't help but interject.

"Ordinary people can't resist the parasite of this kind of worm. If that guy hides in the dark and releases parasites on a large scale, the entire Highland Kingdom will fall in a very short time and become a country where only monsters live." Clark thought of this behind the scenes, His expression became more and more tense, and he couldn't help shaking his legs.

"However, so far, we have not found a large-scale parasitic monster."

Beverley bit his lip and looked at the father and son of the grave robbers: "When you two approached Jeffrey, I mean, did he have any flaws before revealing his prototype?"

"It can't be seen from the outside, but he has no bones, and his head can be turned to the back without hindrance." Derek hurriedly replied.

"The latent ability is also very high, but fortunately there is a way to identify it." The red-haired boy wrote down this content in the shorthand again.

boom--!

Pompey suddenly slapped the table and stared straight at Hank: "According to what you said before, can I conclude that the evil spirit named Will is the one who has seen the things in the coffin? "

"Yes, only he saw it!" The old tomb robber said firmly.

"Looks like... we have to find that evil spirit."

The old man opened the record of last night's interrogation, pointed to one of the contents and said, "You said last night that you saw Will's evil spirit once, but he was blocked by old Hank's holy weapon. Is that so?"

"Yes, that guy made us have nightmares for several days in a row. If I didn't happen to have a holy weapon that worked, I would have killed him long ago."

Without waiting for everyone to ask further questions, Old Hank took the initiative to describe: "The guy was stripped of his skin, and his muscles were naked|exposed, it looked very scary."

"Evil spirit without skin...a bit familiar."

Nicole lowered her head and pondered for a while, her mind flashed, and she blurted out, "Did Goethe and Lolo encounter this type of evil spirit in the second assassination incident?"

"We have to find this kind of evil spirit." The red-haired boy closed his notebook and stood up from his seat: "It takes the power of Dr. Goblin to catch the evil spirit, so I'll do it right away."

"Wait a mininute!"

Pompey quickly got up and pulled his shirt, with a smile on his face: "There is no need to look for Doctor Goblin, in terms of ability to catch evil spirits, the Headless Horseman is much better than Doctor Goblin, the latter is uncrowned after all. The King of the Undead, born with the ability to control evil spirits."

"You're right, I almost forgot!"

Beverly immediately smiled, clapped his hands and said, "I'll go to Bagger and let her do it."

...

On the sea beside the coastline of the Highland Kingdom, the calm sea suddenly began to stir slightly. Not far from the shore, there were faintly flickering black shadows, and strange chirps chirps emanated from the dark shadows.

Where the black shadow passed, a piece of fine spray mixed with a large number of fine tentacles swelled up, and gradually became a violent surging, causing icy seawater and blood-colored floating shadows.